This leaves me with the question

It's mostly because of religion really. You see, people in ancient times dug holes in the skulls of the mentally ill to let the "demons go out." Now... I do not know how to react to this. Here is a detailed history of cultural view of mental illness.

People never understood the brain as an organ. That includes people from ancient Egyptians to poverty class till now in less developed countries. The belief that people with mental illness are bad passed down from generation to generation. And even today people think people with mental illness are violent. Not everyone with mental illness is violent.

I can give a personal exam. Since I started showing symptoms predominantly at the end of 10th grade (I was hearing voices by that point), in 11th grade I became a psychotic mess. I somehow managed to pass 11th grade and enrolled in a coaching class for 12th grade. Both the teachers and students slowly realized I am mentally ill. The teachers 'made the situation better' for the girls after reassuring the girls that they will possibly beat me if I do anything that harms girls.

I was a never a fan of rape or sexual harassment. I never groped a girl. In fact sometimes I prefer boys due to this reason. In the end I did nothing to girls even in my psychotic state, yet I still got angry looks from them. Granted I do not know how to behave, but emotionally abusing me won't lead to better results.

I am intellectually disabled, but I am thankful for all the support I get through all my relatives and the internet and my college professors. If the environment becomes nice, I may be able to be an assistant professor myself of chemistry.

Fuzzybear, is it any cooler where you live today?
Is Papa Bear more amenable to talking and sharing?

are we lucky to be here...I wonder....fuzzy help us

That actually leaves me with a lot of questions, like will I be tenured, will I make my students successful, will I be able to do this, etc. and my speech isn't the best either (it's schizophrenic) but I'd get a good amount of money, cure from loneliness and an almost fully happy life. I don't know what to do at this point.

I speculate "safety" is much more a matter of "who" than "where". "When" and "how" must also enter consideration.

Fuzzy....I have no answers as to the meaning of life unless you mean the Monty Python movie. Seriously, Fuzzy, my husband does the same thing and it feels so lonely. You can always talk about anything with me.

Fuzzybear, is it any cooler where you live today?
Is Papa Bear more amenable to talking and sharing?

Hi little turtle. I prefer little turtles to the doctors in this forest.

Little turtles seem to be smarter and certainly more thoughtful..